Transformed

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Today’s a business day. I’m meeting someone to collaborate with on a project. I’ve known him for about 15 years, and used to play in an orchestra with him. We are probably looking at a 2-year lead time, so you probably won’t hear anything about it for a while, and since it is part of RL, you probably won’t hear much about it here.

It’s another dank rainy day, and I’m still feeling a little lowercase. I wrote a poem yesterday on TCoA that wasn’t at all what I expected, as well as a stream on EJO. I’m going to post any new Hot Tub streams there from now on, rather than at TCoA and copy it later there. It will just save a little bandwidth and brain-width. Today may be a quiet day from me, as I leave for my meeting in a half hour, and may actually work when I get back, if I’m inspired.

Today’s haiku: Lupine

I had thoughts of some word play with supine, but Lupine is also the adjective for wolf-like, and I took that road instead. Maybe I’ll write another about being supine …

Today’s card:

XIII. Death. More literally, change. Yesterday’s card, the Universe, is also all about change, and every change is the effect of an act of love and contains pure joy.

One suggestion is to “die daily.” Death is the apex of one curve of existence. Treat opposites as necessary complements, and rejoice. Transformation, change, voluntary or involuntary, in either case logical development of existing conditions, yet perhaps sudden and unexpected. Apparent death or destruction, but such interpretation is illusion.

I included a more complete interpretation of this card than usual, reminding me that I’m about to get in the car and drive for 45 min each way. The Death card rarely actually means death, but I don’t want to push it. It means change or transformation. Maybe my meeting will be a transformational experience. Maybe I’ll get wet and melt away, or turn crystalline, like those magic rocks we played with in science class in school. Maybe my sunburn will peel off and I’ll be babe-like once again.

That’s it. I’ll stick with that. I’ll be reborn as a 20-year-old.

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